RVB: [OneShots]/[Stories]

Hide, Seek and Catch! | [Reader!XRvb!(Stories!)] <Part 2>

[11/November/2017]

Disclaimer:
I made Y/N really playful in this story! I hope it doesn't bother you, and if it does I'm so sorry!

(Its currently 17 November right now and I regret making this story on each person because I'm only on Tucker's route and I wanna cry)

"Please let me die. I wish, I die," You heard Grif, standing opposite you, chanting to himself.

Currently, a bottle that was spun by Carolina was still spinning, everyone waiting for destiny, or the bottle, to choose their seeker

The Red Team, consisting of Sarge, Simmons, Grif, Lopez and Donut while the Blue Team consist of you, Wash, Carolina, Tucker and Caboose.

You and the gang of dumb monstrosities stood in a straight line, opposite but facing each other. The Red Team on the right, while the Blue Team on the left, staring menacingly into each others' eyes, except for Grif and Caboose, making it look like a very intense staring contest. All of you were ready to run as soon as the seeker was chosen by the bottle.

The bottle slowed down and it came so close to you that it stopped on you. Everyone stopped for a second and stared up at you in unison. You were the best, and I mean the BEST at sneaking up on someone. You're never ending "pee-ka-BOOMS" scared the shit out of everyone. You would sneak behind them when they were at their venerable moments and shout into their ears "PEE-KA-BOOM", pressing an unloaded pistol onto the side of your victim's head and pulling the trigger in a matter on 5 seconds, causing them to either react in an aggressive way or scream in a really high-pitched manner, causing you to laugh your head off. It never got old to you and the others gave up on being pissed at you because it has happened WAY too many times.

"Oh this is gonna be a piece of cake! What are you guys still doing here you should be running!" You exclaimed with an evil grin spreading across your light red cheeks, putting on the lanyard and grabbing the paint gun.

As you closed your eyes and counted to 30, you can hear clear whispers, sounding almost terrified among the reds and blues. They were running in all directions, making it harder for you to find any of them after your 30 seconds of loneliness.

"28.. ..YOU GUYS BETTER BE HIDING AT A GOOD SPOT! 29, 30!" You shouted out for the Reds and Blues before opening your eyes.

You were greeted with an empty landscape of grass with tall stone mountains in a distance. You went into "action mode" swiftly, ready to scare the living daylight out of someone. This was your kind of game. It's time to shine, Y/N.

You sneaked around the area, making sure you didn't make a sound to make the round scarier for the Reds and Blues. Your footsteps were as quiet as a mouse, every step you took were careful enough not to make and sort of noise. You stretched both your arms out, holding the paint gun in a firing position while walking, ready to attack whenever it was needed to.